[comprehensive] shikigami record

"Squeak-"

The carved door made a faint sound of crushing walnuts, which was particularly heavy and piercing in the silent house.

After pushing the door open in the future, he immediately felt a gust of wind, and the door behind him closed with a bang.

The last drop of wax oil dripped on the ground before it was extinguished, and the white curtains began to flutter restlessly. The pale moonlight seeped in eeriely, and the folds on the curtains fluctuated.

"Hey, girl."

With her index finger on her lips, she signaled the sky on her shoulder to shut up.

To be honest, this old Yamamoto residence was quite beyond her expectation, it was empty and quiet.

Yuan Chao went to such great lengths to fight for the Ai of the Nuragumi, and it seemed strange that the old mansion as the base was so deserted.

"Wow—"

The veil was blown up by the wind, the candles that had been extinguished were rekindled, and the dim yellow light left a bluish shadow on the wall.

Blue?

The light in her eyes flickered slightly, as if she realized something, she suddenly raised her eyes and looked forward, and met a pair of strange blue eyes with glazed light.

The woman sitting on the delicate green lantern with blue butterflies fluttering lazily folded her long legs, and when she saw the girl's eyes, she smiled bewitchingly: "Do you... want to hear a story, little girl?" girl?"

As if aware of the danger of this monster that appeared quietly, the silver bird on her shoulder exploded with silvery feathers and was about to grow bigger and attack, but was stopped by the future, her lips squirmed:

"...Green Xing Lantern?"

The delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes lightly swept over the silver bird on her shoulder. The Qingxing lamp was noncommittal, and the soul-absorbing lamp floating in the air suddenly approached the girl. On her face, she asked again: "Want to hear a strange story, little lost girl?"

"Lost?" Future chewed the words carefully, then frowned and shook his head: "No, I'm not lost, I just came to look for you, Qing Xingdeng."

"Oh? Did you come here specially to listen to the story?"

"...not really."

"Oh." Without showing any disappointment, she hooked her lips, and clasped her white and slender hair on the light pole covered by blue butterflies, tilted her head, and the blue hair tied to her head by the glass clasp was scattered in strands On her snow-white shoulders, graceful and charming: "Then do you listen? A strange talk about an onmyoji and a demon."

"What..." The cold blue light set off her eyebrows and eyes, and her red eyes looked at the only lighted one among the extinguished candles on the ground. She curled her lips mockingly: "This is the first candle." A hundred stories?"

"No, this is the one hundred and first." Qing Xingdeng sat up straight and smiled meaningfully: "It can be considered the first..."

The cyan butterfly flew up, and the soul-absorbing lamp rose into the air. Her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be shining brightly: "Don't you know? The hundredth story It has ended."

Looking out of the window where the white gauze curtain was flying, her soft voice was a little erratic: "The savior will appear with Dawn and kill Nuliang Rikusheng. This is the content of the hundredth story."

"Thanks to Yuan Chao, this is the first time I know that one night is enough to finish a set of Hundred Monogatari, um... Although it is Yamamoto's mouth, it is much more capable than his father, and it is not in vain. gave him so many stories."

Frowning slightly, she suddenly asked, "Do you know Yuan Chao?"

Qing Die flew past her eyes, Qing Xingdeng blinked at her, with a childish playfulness, which made her beautiful face come alive at once, with green fingers on her lips: "Shhh—"

"I'll tell you the story after you listen to it. Don't worry, I will only charge you for the hundredth story. The 99 stories before that are all priceless~"

"..." The future who was caught listening to the story felt a little helpless, she sighed: "Why must I listen to the story?"

"Because the old Hundred Story has been finished, the new Hundred Story is about to start, little girl, you are a very important existence in my new Hundred Story."

After thinking about her words for a moment, Future understood something a little bit: "Do you want to collect stories around me?"

"Hmm..." The index finger tapped the lips of the cherry blossom petals, and Qing Xingdeng bent his lips and smiled: "Yes, it can be said that the old stories have long been tired of turning over and over again. There will be no fresh blood..."

The blue eyes are like lit lamps, exuding a strange and gentle light: "Until a child was born 15 years ago."

The soft syllables fell in the silent room, and the flame of the only burning candle on the ground flickered a few times, and she seemed to see the distortion of the space at that moment.

The butterflies attached to the blue soul-absorbing lamp flew outward at once, and the dim candlelight was covered by the light of the suddenly lit blue lamp.

The increasingly dazzling light made her squint her eyes reflexively, and in the future, she heard the whispers of the erratic Qingxing Lantern.

"Little girl, this first story, about the beginning of everything, will be given to you..."

"Crack-crack--"

The exposed skin felt obvious heat waves, and the slackened consciousness suddenly withdrew. Future opened his eyes, and what he saw was a red maple forest, which was burning.

A cyan butterfly flew by in front of her, she turned her head as if observing something, and the elegant and lazy figure of Qing Xingdeng sitting on the soul-absorbing lamp came into her eyes.

"you……"

Eyes slightly curved, lips raised in unison, Qing Xingdeng smiled mysteriously, then sat on the soul-absorbing lamp and walked towards the sea of ​​flames.

Now that he has been pulled into the strange talk, it's useless to be so unhappy. Future pursed his lower lip and raised his heels.

The sparks that fell from the branch passed through her body and fell to the ground, she subconsciously covered her arm, the clear burning sensation made her in a trance for a moment, giving her the illusion of accidental reality.

"This is Kaga."

"Kaga...?"

"Huh? Little girl, don't you know?" The Qingxing Lantern, which kept going deep into the maple forest, stopped suddenly, and flames jumped in the blue eyes: "This maple forest is very famous as a place of ghost stories..."

"It is said that there is a perennial red maple forest here in Kaga, but it is difficult for anyone to see it. If you see it by chance, you can only watch it from a distance, because once you enter the ever-red maple forest, you will never come out again. not coming."

"The locals often say that it is the territory of Momijikari~"

The pupils shrank suddenly, and the future raised his eyes in surprise, as if he had realized what the so-called beginning she meant.

Qing Xingdeng glanced at her with a half-smile, and continued: "However, 15 years ago, a fire that burned for three days and three nights destroyed this beautiful maple forest."

The green lamp under the seat suddenly fell, and when she was in a trance, Qing Xingdeng's beautiful face suddenly approached her, and her cold fingers lifted her chin, and the faint fragrance of the woman lingered in her breath: "Look No one ever told you, little girl, that you...were born in this sea of ​​fire."

His eyes turned cold, and the future raised his hand to brush her hand away, with a gloomy expression: "I don't want to hear this story."

"That's not acceptable. There's no reason to leave after listening to half the story." With a smile on his lips, Qing Xingdeng didn't care much about the girl's rude gesture of waving her hand away.

Her lips moved, what she just said, the suddenly enlarged tongue of flame instantly separated her from Qing Xingdeng, the head of flame hit her body, there was an obvious burning sensation, but that was all.

Real enough, but not real.

This is just a story, even if it really happened, she and Qing Xingdeng are just bystanders of this story.

The blood-colored eyes reflected by the flames were so dyed that the pupils flickered, making it difficult for people to see her emotions clearly.

There was a growing noise in her ears, she turned around, and a group of people in white hunting clothes and black hats came into view, and the leader's face was very familiar to her.

The face that was [-]% similar to Jun Mingluo was full of panic and despair. Surrounded by onmyojis with the same expression, they collapsed to the ground in embarrassment as they watched the flames that were about to sweep over them.

Ah, speaking of which, her uncle, whom she had never met, died here.

The low-set eyes and the slender eyelashes cast a shadow in front of her eyes, and the magnificence was as cold as water. Even looking at the so-called relatives who died tragically before her eyes, she couldn't stir up any waves in her heart.

"Everyone thought that the fire was a natural fire caused by unknown reasons, but almost no one knew that it was a fire that came from a desperate situation and belonged to only one person, little girl..."

"It's boring." Waving his hand, he dispersed the flame between her and Qing Xing Deng. Since it wasn't real, it was an illusion constructed by Qing Xing Deng with demonic power, and it was nothing more than restoring everything she had seen before.

Qing Xingdeng can use demonic power to create illusions, so she can also use demonic power to erase them.

"what……?"

"It's boring." The future repeated, she raised her foot and approached, clasped the light pole of the green lamp with both hands, and drew the end of the sound a little impatiently: "I thought you were going to talk about it—that's all?"

"You think I don't know, but I know very well. A story whose ending is known to the listener is naturally very boring."

"Oh?" Qing Xingdeng let out a soft cry: "Have you heard this story before?"

"Ah." Responding calmly, she raised her head slightly, even if she was being looked down upon, she did not show any inferiority: "I am the one who survived a desperate situation."

"That guy... Hongye Shou knew for a long time that some people hidden in the dark had been in contact with the high-level officials of the Junming family, and they planned the stillborn baby with the blood of the ancestors."

"After all, it is the twin of a human and a demon, even if that person is my own sister, but before the spell that can prolong a person's life indefinitely, removing the shame of a family is nothing at all, so Jun Ming was a little bit capable at that time. Everyone got involved.”

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and Future showed a sneering smile: "However, the skills were not as good as others and all died in the maple forest, not to mention that they lived a long life and died unexpectedly, they deserved it."

"In the end, the only one who survived the fire was me, who was protected by the white tiger." Slowly loosening her hand on the blue lantern, she turned her head to look at the figure in the fire: "However, because they are all dead, I can live until now."

"The next patriarch, Ming Luo, is still young and knows very little. The people who stay behind either only know a little bit about this plan, or they are useless. Otherwise, even with the protection of the white tiger, I can't grow up to be five years old safely..."

"How is it?" He glanced at Qing Xingdeng indifferently: "Is the story I told much more detailed than you know?"

"..." The blue eyes stared at her deeply, the girl in the flames was so beautiful, she suddenly remembered that the beauty who caught a glimpse of the flames that were about to be annihilated a few years ago was really like her .

I thought I would never see it again, but I didn't expect to see it again in my own story. Should it be said that it is just a descendant of the peerless and magnificent Momiji Kari?

"You don't seem sad at all?"

"Sad?" The magnificent eyebrows and eyes were tinged with coldness, and Future asked mockingly, "For whom?"

"Those who want to kill me are still my masters of this forest?"

"Shouldn't you be sad? You are clearly a relative but wanted to put you to death, but your father died to protect you." Qing Xingdeng asked curiously, tilting his head.

relatives... father...

The burning maple forest was reflected in her quiet blood eyes, and a feeling of confusion arose in her heart: these two words are really quite unfamiliar to her in this world.

However, the memory of her previous life, which she can no longer remember, made her unable to grasp even the vague feeling of family affection.

Did she really become a demon?

"Little girl?"

"Why doesn't the illusion disappear after the story is told?" Future avoids talking about it.

"Well..." Qing Xingdeng adjusted his sitting posture, blinked his eyes and looked at her narrowly: "You can go out naturally after you answer my question."

"..." There was a bit of burnout between her brows, she gave the 'gossip' woman a cold look, and said perfunctorily: "The former is unworthy, and the latter is unnecessary."

The moment the voice just fell, the entire space distorted, and the darkness drowned the flames.

In the blink of an eye, she was again standing in the simple living room with candles on.

A gust of wind blew in, and the dim yellow flames struggled and danced for a while, but finally went out.

"The first story is over." Qing Xingdeng looked down at the extinguished candle, and bit his lips in regret.

"Squeak-"

"Whoa-"

The door behind him was suddenly opened by an external force, making a teeth-piercing dull sound, and at the same time the window curtain was blown open, and a large group of blue butterflies rushed in.

"Huh...?" Qing Xingdeng let out a surprised short sound.

"what happened?"

The phosphorous powder scattered by the fluttering of the blue butterfly's wings instantly turned the room blue, and the butterflies that poured in from outside fluttered restlessly around the blue lantern as if they had been greatly stimulated.

"It's a failure...it's the first time it happened." His blue eyes looked at the gray sky in the east, the surprise still remained on his face, and Qing Xingdeng murmured incredulously: "Obviously all of them have been gathered together. Hundreds of stories, that guy named Nuliang Lusheng was not killed by my clone, so strange..."

"In that case, wouldn't the hundredth story be invalid?"

what does it feel like...

Not long after Qing Die swarmed in, the future felt cold and evil all over her body, frowning, she suddenly turned around and broke out the door.

"Hey... little girl!"

"boom--"

A towering building collapsed suddenly, and a huge monster appeared behind it, an ugly humanoid monster, even if it was far away, she could see it clearly, showing the size of that guy.

"Yamamoto?"

"what?!"

"He was the guy who liked to listen to my Hundred Monogatari four or five hundred years ago, but then he seemed to be turned into a monster and then killed by others. I didn't expect him to be resurrected." Qing Xingdeng sat leisurely on the soul-absorbing lamp, beautiful There was an expression of interest on his face.

It seems that he is very interested in Yamamoto's resurrection.

"I know who Yamamoto is...Why did he appear so far away? Isn't the old Yamamoto residence here?!"

"Hey... the little girl is wrong, this is my territory, not the Yamamoto mansion." Said Qing Xingdeng covered his mouth and laughed: "Actually, I deliberately lured the little girl to come to me, other Those guys from here went right to Yamamoto’s residence in Fukagawa.”

"The words at this moment should be crushed by that guy~"

"Ah, is that so..." Glaring at her angrily, Future signaled that the sky on his shoulders would grow bigger. She used her demon power to leap onto his back, and gave her a condescending look, with obvious dissatisfaction in her tone: "Yes It’s hard to say if it’s not being squashed.”

"I don't mention my shikigami, but Nuliang Rikusheng who just defeated your avatar is not easy to mess with."

"Sky, let's go."

The big silver bird raised its head, flapped its wings, and disappeared in place in a silver glow.

In the blue eyes, the silver brilliance slowly disappeared, Qing Xingdeng flattened his lips a little bit wronged: "Ah, I'm just joking, the little girl is too angry."

***

A huge blade passed overhead, and the sky swooped down.

"Future, sit tight!"

In the future that barely fell, he plucked the radiant feathers with his fingers, buried his whole face in it, and gritted his teeth: You didn't say it earlier!

Because of Yamamoto's random attack, Sky's dodging at this time was very similar to the "roller coaster" when he took revenge on her for pulling her hair down. After a while, she turned pale and urgently asked Sky to put her down.

vomit--

She endured the nausea that reached her throat, and turned her back to a certain building in Yamamoto. Mirai leaned on the wall top-heavy, covered her mouth with one hand, and looked up at the behemoth in front of her.

"where did you go?"

"Ibaraki..." The voice she covered her mouth was a little muffled, and she took her hand away after a while: "I just saw Qing Xingdeng, ah, let's not talk about this, what's the matter with that guy?"

"It has nothing to do with you. It's not you who he wants to resent and kill. That kid will solve it by himself." After looking around, he found that the girl hadn't suffered any new injuries during the time she left his sight. Ibaraki Doji turned his gaze forward again .

That being said, if left unchecked, the damage would be even greater, and...

She bit her lower lip, and complex emotions flowed in her bloody eyes: According to her current situation, her spiritual power is about to be exhausted, and her demon power is used to suppress the curse. It is too difficult to deal with that guy.

"Sky, Teng..."

"Tsk." There was a little impatience in the gilt pupils, and Ibaraki frowned and glanced at her: "You really know how to find work!"

The scarlet ghost paw pressed on her shoulder, and he slightly pushed the girl into Huang's arms next to him.

The Twelve God Generals are different from these monsters. Although there are very few of them, the ones around her consume her spiritual power all the time, but she doesn't know it...

"That kind of guy who is empty and bulky, I can take care of it with one claw, and you wait here peacefully."

His back bumped into a cool embrace, before the future could react, the black and purple clothes corners flashed in front of his eyes, and the silver-haired big monster disappeared in an instant.

"Eh……"

"Don't worry, that guy Ibaraki Doji can handle it." With his shoulder supported, a deep and melancholy voice came from above his head.

No, she wasn't worried about that.

Looking at the ghost claw that suddenly appeared from the ground and was big enough to limit Yamamoto's actions at once, Future only felt a little delicate:

I always feel that Ibaraki is getting better at talking...why does she feel so empty?